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by Patrick Linn / April 28th, 2017 / Comments Off on A Piece of School

The sisters were kind enough to give away an old couch a few weeks ago. It's floral patterned, and very pretty. We got a U-Haul and we brought it all the way from the Duluth down to the cities, and now it will be in the apartment I'm moving into. In a (not so) small way, I will have a part of the school with me for a while longer. I couldn't think of a better way to honor the place I have spent for years than that.

Tonight is a special night for seniors, one of which I happen to be. (Because I don't talk about that enough) A bus is going to be carrying people to and from a bar off campus all night long, and the ride includes two free drink passes at the bar. Even better the whole event is totally free. I'm not sure if there's a heaven, but if there is, someone up there has my back. This is exactly what I needed tonight, and I don't even have to be designated driver for once. Thank you CSS!

Loyal readers, I've been complaining a lot about having issues writing. I finally found a good solution. I'm working together with others! In exchange for helping my roommate pack, he's going to help me draft my capstone. I keep saying learn from my mistakes, but this time, follow my example. Asking for help is not a shameful thing to do. Everyone needs help from time to time, so take advantage when people offer their time. It is essential to do this in order to get through college.

I've spent the night drafting my capstone paper. It's been a hard process. I have many doubts, but I can't let them distract me. Times have been difficult recently for writing. I have days that are good and days that are bad. I don't know. Self doubt is a serious issue that I have been facing ever since I came to college. Somehow, my confidence seems to slip whenever I gain back my footing. Finding ways to keep working though these doubts may someday be the most valuable skill I learn from college.

Why is working so difficult when it is most important? Perhaps it's just me, but you'd think that additional pressure would be even more of a motovator. Instead, I just avoid the work more. People have told me it's just senoiritus, but it just seems unfair to me. I've worked for almost for years for this degree. Why now does it feel so much harder than I can ever remember? Maybe I just have a poor memory, and it's always been this bad. The ends is getting nearer everyday. I just pray that I make it there in one piece.